The bullet shot out of the gun barrel with a loud crack, and grazed the side of Amelia's face. Blunt as it was, it still stung. Amelia winced and she held a hand to her face, only for her eyes to widen as she caught sight of the sticky red substance on her hands.
It was blood!
"Holy shit! Emmeline!" Aiden exclaimed, his voice high enough to be considered a screech. He pointed a shaking finger at Emmeline. "You shot Amelia? What the flying fuck? I know you want to get rid of her, but this is a little too much!"
Matteo immediately took out a handkerchief to stem the bleeding, while snarling at Emmeline. "What's the meaning of this, Emmeline?!"
"Amelia, are you alright?" Emmeline cried out in surprise, quickly dropping the gun as though it was a piece of scalding hot iron.
She clambered over to them and held Amelia's hand, much to the latter's surprise. Tears welled up in Emmeline's eyes as she sobbed, reaching forward to caress the small cut on Amelia's face.
"Let me see―"
